Inventory

>look
You are in a dusty alcove. Nearby is something that smells like it came from the elemental plane of meat.

>check inventory
You are carrying:
A Toilet
A Grapefruit scented candle
A chunk of Ruin Marble
A Quantum of Solace
A VL3000 Varilight Theatrical Moving Head Light Fixture
A Slotted Spoon perfect for making Baked Beans
An AN/PDQ-1 Multifunction Radiac
A paperclip
A copy of How To Always Say the Right Thing by Glorietta Axelrod
A Pair of Thumbs from the guy who had two thumbs

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